Chapter 298

Seven women.

That number kept running through my mind.

I was saying ‘I love you’ with seven women now, and Zenya could make eight if she made some decisions. It was insane. How could I feel this way about seven different women?

And I knew it was love. Lust was different. I lusted after them too, each of them in different ways and for different things. But I wanted more than sex with them. I wanted to know more, to spend more time with them. I wanted to hold them, and laugh with them, and cry with them. I wanted so much of them that it was overwhelming to think of knowing them like I did Cassidy.

Could I even hold all of that in my mind at once? All the information I would need to learn to feel like I was remembering everything, and really knew them?

Leia came back out of the washroom with a washcloth, having already cleaned herself up a little, and smiled as she came to me and teasingly stroked my cock with it as she rubbed the tip of her nose against mine. “Can’t leave you a mess for Heels,” she said. “And I don’t think she’d appreciate it if I passed you off soft, either.”

She kissed me again and then got on her knees as she set aside the washcloth.

“Leia,” I said.

“Shh,” she shushed me. “We’ll talk about it later, OK? I know we need to.” Then she took my cock in her mouth and started getting a rise out of me immediately. In any other situation, I had to think that after the days I’d had it should have been hard for her to get my cock standing upright again, but the App did its thing and I sprang back to attention with only a little coaxing.

Just in time for the knock.

“We’ll talk,” she promised again, cupping my face with both hands after she stood. I shifted my face so I could kiss one of her palms, and then helped her get the bottom skirt of her dress back on. I walked her to the door this time, and she grinned as she squeezed my hand before opening it.

“He’s ready for you,” she said to Heels.

“Good, because-” Heels stuttered to a stop as I picked her up and threw her over my shoulder. Her shocked yelp made Leia laugh as she left. “Put me down, you big fucking brute!” Heels said as she pounded on my back lightly with her fists.

I walked her to the bed and pulled her from my shoulder and set her down. She glared up at me. My answer was to lean in and kiss her, which she returned, and I used my weight to press her down onto the bed until I was straddling her smaller body. When I pulled away her dark black hair was splayed around her like a dark halo as she looked up at me with hooded eyelids.

“Are we fucking?” I asked her. “Or do you want to do something less than that?”

“Get that cock in me,” she said, reaching down and pulling up the froofy black skirt of her gothic dress to reveal her deeply tanned legs and her bare pussy. It was pretty and smooth, with just a little tuft of black pubic hair and a hint of pink between her labia.

“Gorgeous, Baheela,” I grunted, and I slipped from the bed to get to the right level to put my mouth on her. She grunted in approval as I started tonguing and tasting her, but she quickly grabbed my head and pulled me up to look at her.

“Cock in Pussy,” she said. “We’re on a time limit, remember?”

“Just wanted to make sure you were ready for me,” I said as I got back up on the bed. I took her legs in my hands and spread her widely, letting the head of my cock tap against her dark labia and teasing her a bit more.

“Cock,” she said, clearly using it as a derogatory name instead of asking for it, but she said it with a playful smirk. Then I interrupted whatever she opened her mouth to say as I skewered my cock into her. She was tight and warm, and as I started to fuck her I thought the way she looked at me was absolutely gorgeous. Heels was a sexy woman when she wanted to be, and her body was great. But it just wasn’t...